บท 1110: Banquet (6)

At this moment, outside the Emperor Hotel, inside a certain black Bentley, Mu Yuchen and Zhou Zimo were sitting side by side in the backseat. Zhou Zimo had a laptop on his lap and was watching his screen in amusement. He caught every one of their expressions, from Gu Lingsha to Doris, while Mu Yuchen sat with an apathetic expression beside him. Mu Yuchen took an unenthusiastic look at the screen, and in the next instant lowered his gaze and casually fixed his sleeves.

"Doris is quite bold. She didn't leave a man like Gu Qiwu any dignity either. Look at Gu Qiwu's face. Ah, how miserable! It's all swollen! How does Gu Qiwu even endure that? If it were me, I would've returned the slap! I've always had zero tolerance for domestic violence!"